Just as I gave the command to charge I felt a stunning blow and found a musket ball had struck my left arm just above the elbow. F...earing that an artery might be cut, I asked a soldier near me to tie my handkerchief above the wound. I soon felt weak, faint, and sick at the stomach. I laid down and was pretty comfortable ... [but] seeing something going wrong and feeling a little easier, I got up and began to give directions about things; but after a few moments, getting very weak, I again laid down. While I was lying down I had considerable talk with a wounded [Confederate] soldier lying near me. I gave him messages for my wife and friends in case I should not get up. We were right friendly and jolly; it was by no means an unpleasant experience.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Francisco. For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, And I am sick at heart.... Bernardo. Have you had quiet guard? Francisco. Not a mouse stirring.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Look at this poet William Carlos Williams: he is primitive and native, and his roots are in raw forest and violent places; he is w...ord-sick and place-crazy. He admires strength, but for what? Violence! This is the cult of the frontier mind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The happiest two-job marriages I saw during my research were ones in which men and women shared the housework and parenting. What ...couples called good communication often meant that they were good at saying thanks to one another for small aspects of taking care of the family. Making it to the school play, helping a child read, cooking dinner in good spirit, remembering the grocery list,... these were silver and gold of the marital exchange.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I was so sick and faint, so overcome at the brutality of this fiendish sport, that I hardly heard the shouts of "Bravo! bravo!" an...d the fanfaronade of trumpets.... I do not know which astonished me the most, the strikingly curious, brilliant coup d'oeil, the dexterity of the men, the intrepidity of the animals, the miserable unfair play, or the pleasure of the spectators.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We went on, feeding the hungry, giving drink to the thirsty, clothing the soldier, binding up his wounds, harboring the stranger, ...visiting the sick, ministering to the prisoner, and burying the dead, until that blessed day at Appomattox Court House relieved the strain.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I'm a Nova Scotia bluenose. Since I was a baby, I've been watching men look at ships. It's easy to tell the ones they like. You're... only waiting to get her into deep water, aren't you--because she's yours.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »